Chapter 319 King and Minister, Father and Son

A huge amount of military supplies and supplies were transported by countless mortals and mechanical priests.

Under the efforts of these slaves who were also plundered by the Legion from the Empire, the weapons and bullets destined to be used to release destruction and damage to the human empire were being loaded by countless ships and carried out in an endless cycle from starports to various warships.

And as part of the huge and magnificent organization of the Word Bearers Legion, which was once one of the Emperor's twenty sharpest swords, the Legion's rulers, the Apostles of the Dark Council, led the Legion's rulers, the Apostles, and temporarily changed from chaotic warbands to large combat groups in the Legion era.

In the bizarre light environment in the warp, the Astartes of the Word Bearers Legion, wearing dark red power armor like blood, appeared in an organized manner at the starports and the end of the sky where warships gathered.

The seventh battle group...

The twelfth battle group...

The fourteenth battle group...

When nearly ten thousand fallen Astartes warriors appeared on the fleet above the Sicarius starport, the space of the entire galaxy was shocked.

The demon legions ten times their size were screaming, and the mortal legions a hundred times their size were praying.

The behemoth named Word Bearer finally began to wake up after ten thousand years of indulging in the demon world Sicarius.

"Buzz...Buzz...Unit No. 00012, applying for routine item No. 39, waiting for approval...

Waiting for approval...

No response...

No response...

Default option activated, confirm the application of the negative option..."

The communicator on the mechanical claw attached to the servo skull was vibrating, but its owner obviously had his own ideas, so he ignored the notification in his ears and let the machine do repeated and ineffective work.

Yes, the body of the original body was still kneeling in the same place, and he didn't even open his eyes.

After leaving the Purgatory Temple, Lorgar continued his meditation in the mansion on the flagship after meeting with Abaddon, refusing to meet with any outsiders.

A hundred meters behind his body in a meditative posture, at the end of the view of the gorgeous palace dominated by crimson, the twelve-meter-high explosion-proof door was decorated with fine gold and red copper, maintaining the bloody and gorgeous style of the palace.

Just across this door, the figure that Lorgar had never wanted to see stood quietly in front of the gorgeous door, waiting for the summons of his gene master and the father of the legion.

"Erebus..."

The name of the first priest flashed in Lorgar's mind, and just like the attitude shown by the former's tireless visit, the latter was immersed in the repeated entanglements in past memories, and was equally determined not to see the assistant who "helped him a lot"...

The application for the visit was still firmly clamoring, and Lorgar already knew the latter's intention.

The extraordinary nature of the Primarch is obvious, and it is reflected in every detail of his life form:

Strength, agility, and inhuman growth rate, intelligence, perception, and inhuman curiosity and thirst for knowledge hidden under rationality.

All the qualities that seem to be only stronger than ordinary humans are combined together to form this monster called the Primarch.

And the collection of information and the development of the five senses are only the most superficial display of its complex mechanisms and abilities.

From the time he was born to the beginning of Kochis, Lorgar already had inhuman hearing and the ability to organize and remember information.

This ability is one of the basic qualities of every Primarch, and it is also his core ability as an outsider to understand and master the complex religious and historical knowledge of the Kochis world in a short period of time.

And it is also this ability that allows Lorgar to silently watch every detail of the actions of the entire Legion from a detached and clear perspective, without reviewing any physical documents or reporting to anyone, just based on the data transmitted to him by the servo of the Legion flagship, the Blessed Lady, like a cold observer.

The data socket on the spine and the servo on the power armor were still exchanging data at high speed;

Lorgar obtained the current personnel status and material supply progress of the legion from the data displayed on the pupil, and after complicated consideration in his mind, he spoke to the servo skull flying behind him:

"Let him in..."

Two voices from reality and illusion came out from the physical body of the demon primarch at the same time, and the voice with blasphemous power echoed in the space.

In this bloody palace full of demonic words and anti-imperial sculptures, only the semi-demonized servo skull floated in the void, responding to his orders hoarsely with a hideous and distorted face.

In the corridor outside the hall, the first priest Erebus stood silently on the carpet in front of the door. It had been nearly an hour since his last obvious movement.

On the sentries on both sides of the gate, the honor guards of the primarch were on duty;

But as the strongest person in the legion except the primarch himself, Erebus had no respect for these champions.

His eyes unconsciously passed over these champions he had trained himself. This audience was obviously special enough, and there were reasons that even he had to pay attention to.

In the name of the Holy Demon Primarch Lorgar Aurelion, the Dark Council, as the agent in charge of maintaining the operation of the Legion during Lorgar's retreat, had already followed the instructions left by the Primarch and set a formal battle plan for this expedition.

A dozen apostles of the Dark Council from different warbands, and their nearly 10,000 Astartes warriors were integrated into three large combat groups.

And according to the Legion's usual combat methods, its demon legions and mortal auxiliary troops have also been deployed in place.

The army has been planned, and for procedural considerations, Erebus has to go to the highest level of the Blessed Lady to wait for the Primarch's order.

But whether the Primarch sees him or not is another matter.

Because Lorgar is no longer the same Lorgar.

After the battle with his brother Guilliman on Calth, Lorgar, who has been promoted to a demon, embraced his own essence, and his mind no longer had obvious defects.

Although his will did not grow to perfection in the first place, it cannot be ignored that after being promoted to a demon, Lorgar finally has his own complete personality.

This change was not obvious, but Erebus could tell from Lorgar's eyes that became deeper and deeper as time passed:

Lorgar was still Lorgar, but he was no longer the Lorgar who could be driven by Kor Phaeron, that rubbish, with words.

He was no longer the simple boy who had just arrived in Kochis and would absorb all the knowledge given by the outside world with curiosity;

He was also no longer the young man who was passionate about the Empire during the Legion period and would be played around by Erebus with lies.

Now Lorgar was a true ruler of the Legion. Although his power was not strong under the Undivided Chaos, if he pursued his status, he would be even higher than the Demon Prince.

How to get along with this existence that was the embodiment of the power of destruction was a problem that Erebus needed to rethink.

This should not be a problem he was worried about, because Erebus and Kor Phaeron still had one last card to play, that was the Word Bearers, a huge legion with Lorgar's blood flowing in their veins.

But the Primarch obviously knew what they relied on and had already dealt with it.

After the siege of Terra ended, Lorgar, who returned to the Eye of Terror, announced that he would enter a long meditation and leave the actual jurisdiction of the Legion.

This behavior seemed to give up control of the Legion, but in the eyes of Erebus, it actually meant that the Primarch had completely severed all ties with the Legion, and by the way, he also separated himself from the big network woven by Kor Phaeron and Erebus.

What does this mean?

This means that with the integrity of the personality of the holy demon primarch, in the eyes of the new demon prince, Erebus and Kor Phaeron's distortion of the Primarch's cognition and judgment through lies and human nature in the past history has become increasingly obvious and irreparable.

The Primarch no longer trusts them, and even the Legion itself no longer cares.

Although the new demon primarch did nothing, his behavior itself was hostile enough to Erebus and Kor Phaeron.

Erebus certainly thought about making amends, but the countless rejected requests for audiences in the past thousand years have made the first priest deeply understand the Primarch's anger towards them.

This time was no exception, but the dispatch of the Legion ultimately required the approval of the Primarch. Even if it was a procedural wait, it must be respected enough, not a second less.

Just when he thought it was another fruitless wait and was about to leave, the heavy door retreated to the mezzanine on both sides in front of Erebus.

Under the huge porthole at the end of the front vision, facing the sun, the demon Primarch who had not appeared for a thousand years was quietly there, waiting for Erebus to meet him.

Update quietly, pretending that I was not lazy.